Secret Santa at It's a Ruff Life

 

Over at It's a Ruff Life things are getting really exciting.  Today we had secret Santa at the Doglet Academy.  I bought a gift for Louise and wrapped it in the most amazing paper ever; it was a picture of the most expensive perfume you can buy - a touch of class or what!

We all had to gather in the hall at lunchtime and they even had Santa come to deliver not just the secret Santa gifts, but also proper Santa gifts that he brought for each one of us.  It was very 'bellasome!'.

I was so excited when Santa called out my name.  I danced up to the stage and jumped about a bit while I waited for my presents to be given to me.  I bet I'll be disappointed, I thought.  I'll have to practice my, this is the most wonderful thing I've ever received face.

Santa passed me a gift that was wrapped in newspaper that only had the sports coverage on the front; who in their right mind would wrap My gift in grotty newspaper?  My enthusiasm dropped to the minus scale. 

Precariously I opened my gift but it was fabulous a paw pad card for buying my fav music.  Santa's gift was way more ordinary - It was a standard fur brush set. I can put that in a charity collection after Christmas, I thought as I carried my gifts back to my place.

We finished the afternoon off with a disco and party.

Land Yacht Racing - Wicked

Met up with a group of friends yesterday in it's a ruff life and we went land yacht racing.  It was WICKED.  We raced across the field blown by high winds and massive sails.  It was awesome.

Those things are really difficult to steer at top speed and a couple of times a few of us overturned the carts.  We weren't really hurt; just a few bruises but it was well worth it.

I think I might take land yacht racing up as a new hobby.  It's great for developing coordination and lightening fast reflexes, which are essential for capturing the world's most dangerous criminals.

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The Doglet Academy

Yeah!  Lord A from It's a Ruff Life, has finally got the point that I want to go to 'The Doglet Academy.  So he should after all the ads and leaflets I've sent him by email.  I start next week and so does my VBF Lemondrop.  I can hardly wait.  It should be great FUN.

Lord A thinks that it's just a free style dancing dog training school, but it's way more than that.  It has an awesome fashion course - is that for me or what?  It has a dog obedience class - boring!  I'll be sure to miss out on that one; it'll be a totes complete waste of my time.

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Ursula, my paid guardian and human friend, has just brought me back from my first day at 'The Academy'.  I've already made 5 new friends, I'm so popular.  I've decided to set up a select group called 'The Bella Belles'.  One of my new friends is called Cassie, she's not very fashionable YET, but we can work on that, said to me,  "Bella you wear such awesome clothes and you're very pretty."
"I know," I said.  I just had to agree with her; it is the truth after all.  The Bella Belles will soon be the most popular group in 'The Academy'.

I'm planning a sleepover for 8 of my friends; we'll have a party, music, watch human girlie movies and paint each others' paw nails - it will be such good, noisy fun.  It will drive Max nuts!

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The Doglet Party of The Year

Well Beckingham Grange from It's a Ruff Life has never had so much activity going on.  I'd never seen anything like it.  I'm sure as much thought and care went into creating the 'doglet party of the year' as went into a well planned heist.  The amount of food, balloons, banners, lights and other decorations that came were enough to decorate a shopping mall at Christmas, let alone a ballroom and sun terrace of a private home.

To say it was a pink affair; was, to state the obvious, an understatement of the century.  I didn't know that there were so many different shades of pink in existence.

I stayed well out of the way in my room.  To be honest I wasn't invited.  But to be absolutely honest with you I was glad.  What real dog in it's right mind would want to be in a room full of screaming female doglets?

The band sounded good and Seamus snook a plate of food and birthday cake in to my room for me.  I had much more fun playing digital screen games.

I don't think Bella was too impressed with the gift I gave her.  But what gift do you get an over demanding, got everything doglet - a sparkly toothbrush, right?  She thanked me but then made the comment about at least it was sparkly even though it was the wrong color, wrapped in the wrong colored paper.

Some canines seem impossible to please and it's just my luck that I now live in the same house with the world's number 1 butt ache. Still I'm glad she had a good party as it kept her off my tail for a bit.

THE WORLD'S GREATEST DOGLET PARTY

This week has been the most awesome week!  at it's a ruff life.  It's been my party week and I have been celebrating every day.  

You do realize that I am now a DOGLET! How 'bellasome' is that?

The amazing party that I had and planned was so awesome; it was the most sparkly, themed doglet party EVER!  Every important canine was there including my VBF Lemondrop, Chuckles, Louise and a  host of my Zumba class friends.  Everyone wore pink- my fave color and Seamus made the biggest Bday cake.  It had my picture decorated on the front of it.  Mingle Mogels, a hot new group sang live outside on the swimming pool terrace and we danced for hours and hours.  It was such FUN!

I got to open a gazillion gifts.  My absolute fave was Lord A's gift; guess what he gave me?  An open line of credit for a chic new canine boutique, Vogdo that had just opened in London; is that heavenly or what?  I can't wait to start the magic word 'shopping'.

Max even gave me a present.  I thanked him, it was my birthday after all.  He's clueless when it comes to buying gifts; all he bought me was a sparkly toothbrush! What dog in it's right mind would buy a canine doglet, on her most important birthday, a toothbrush?  At least it was sparkly, even though it was the wrong color.

Very Important Information that I just had to Tell You

What do you think to the poster I made of my totes amazing book cover, It's a Ruff Life? The word 'Awesome' springs to mind.

That's me, the one with the pink highlights.  Well the GREAT news is that you can buy this 'bellarish' book now at all the Amazon sites  or Smashwords.  Bellarish by the way means the most awesome, thing ever!

I've just been told to tell you that our (my) website - rufflifeonline.com will becoming next year.  It's going to have some great games to play and also lots of other awesome stuff.  So don't be disappointed if you can't access it at the moment.  It will be well worth the wait.

Bella Rionetta Thermapolina, canine heir from It's a Ruff Life is intent in getting rid of me.  Being an ex-military trained dog eating my food outside is no real hardship.  I must say though that she is one overly spoiled dog.
What I wouldn't give to shower her in wet mud - it would be hilarious, but I don't have the time or, I suspect, the opportunity. Bella doesn't go anywhere near soil.  The only 'outdoor' she knows is on the sun terrace by the swimming pool.

It's a good job I managed to get all the cameras and bugging devices placed as I've just had word that I'm going on a fighter pilot retraining course for the next few days.  MI6 are using the excuse that I need a vet stay for a few days for a routine checkup, so as not to arouse suspicion why I had to leave.

I'd love to be a fly on the wall when Bella realises that I've left.  She'll think that she's got rid of me.
I must admit that perfume stunt she played was horrible; I had to wear my specially adapted face mask that C made for me for a couple of hours until the smell evaporated.

I dread to think what she'll try when she see's me back at the house again.  Oh, well I suppose every mission must have it's challenges and she's one big butt pain.  Still I'm sure my charm will eventually win her over.

My name's just been called and I'm really looking forward to the training.  It will be awesome doing aerobatic flying again.

Over at it's a ruff life my plan worked, yippee!  The stray's left and it only took a week. I saw the stray leave with the same man he came with. Am I good or what!  

Now to throw out all his things; I don't trust anyone doing that properly other than me.  I'll go downstairs and find a trash bag.  I want to make sure that all traces of the stray are gone then I'll go and celebrate by getting Lemondrop to come shopping with me.

I think I've earned a nice massage at Canine Calm after all the stress 'the stray' caused me this past week.

I still can't believe Seamus moved his bowl back into the kitchen after I'd taken it outside.  Didn't he realise that there was only room for 1 dog in this house and that dog was ME!

I'm so glad that life is back to normal.

Beckingham Grange from it's a ruff life is a massive house.  I've looked in most of the rooms on the ground floor but I couldn't get into Lord A's study; not without hawk eyes Bella watching my every move.  I also couldn't find the security control room.  I can tell from what I've already seen by the number of cameras and sensors about the place that this house has much more security than what is classed as general household security for a house this size.

I've just found yet another door.  This one seems to be locked but that's not a problem with the lock pick C made for me.

Good there's no one around, so here goes.  There's lots of food stored down here and  it looks like there are about 4 or 5 separate rooms running off a stone floor corridor.  I can here someone coming so I'll hide in the first room I come to.

Phew! that was close.  I've found the security room though.  It seems that everything is linked to a computer server.  Now to check whose been meeting with Lord A over the last 6 months.  I'll just download a copy of all the CCTV feed and take it back to my room to run it through my computer.

Maria's doing the  laundry in my room so I'll have to do it later.  I'll go and search out Seamus instead and see if he has some nice juicy lamb instead.  That's a shame he's not there.  Well I might as well go for a run.

Bella, the spoiled house dog has left me a letter.  It smells awful, way too strong for a normal dog's nose.  I'd better read what she wants.

'You'll find your food where it should be - outside at the bottom of the garden by the tool sheds.
signed Bella Rionetta Thermapolina.

He's Clearly a Street Dog!

It's a ruff life, I decided to let the 'stray' meet me after having had a fun stop over at my VBF Lemondrop's house.  We had a girlie night painting our paw nails and dancing to the latest Zee's dance release download.

It's a shame I had to come back but I can't let the 'stray' get too comfortable here.  I'm not letting it take MY place, that's for sure, NO WAY!

The 'stray' has a name it's Max; I think 'stray' suits him better.  Besides what kind  of name is that for a dog - it's way too short, lacks class and good breeding.  I suppose in that case you could say it suits him.

My name is amazing; it's Bella, Rionetta, Thermapolina, Beckingham.  I have an enormous pedigree of the world's most famous dogs.  That's why I'm so awesome.  Clearly I was born awesome.

I could accept a male pedigree dog that had fallen on hard times but this stray is scruffy and has a scar across his right eye - clearly a fighting dog.  Well I'm going to find a way of getting rid of him.  I'll give him such a hard time that he'll just leave.

I forgot to mention that he also smells of unwashed dog and he has the most horrible nasty habit - he wipes his mouth along the wall after he's eaten his food - YUCK and double YUCK.  I'm going to make sure that Maria, our housekeeper knows about this; she'll go mental and complain to Lord Alfred about him.  He'll soon be gone, YEAH!

I'm just off to see what other things I can do to make his life totally miserable why he's here.  I'll let you know how I get on.  I'll even start a calender and cross off the number of days it takes me to get rid of him.  I bet I do it in under 7 days.

Nice Human

It's a ruff life has just got interesting.

This is nice.  I didn't realise Lord Alfred actually lived in a really big house.

Wow! I've I have my own fields, a set of stables and miles of gardens to run around.  I should be able to keep really fit while I'm here.

I wonder who will meet me.  Sean's nearly at the door, that's massive too.  Oh, we've just drove past it.  I guess it's the servants entrance for me.  So I can take it that I won't be meeting Lord Alfred, at least not yet.

I'll take the opportunity to sus out his security system and all the staff before I meet the man himself.  I can then work out if any of the staff might be involved in some of the criminal activities Lord A is supposed to be involved with.

Here's someone to meet me.  This guy is really nice.  His name's Seamus and guess what he loves dogs, even better - he's the chef.  I've scored on two points already.  Is my luck in or what?  And I'm not even inside the door yet.

Seamus just mentioned the magic word 'bones'.  I'm thinking that maybe a little longer than 6 months will be alright with me for this mission after all! 

Bella's Welcome!

Hi

 

I'm Bella and I'm the only really important one around here at It's a Ruff Life!

I've just seen the dog van pull up outside.  The stray must be here.  Well I'm not going to meet it.

They finally got the point downstairs, after I kept moving the stray's bowl to the utility room that, that is the only place where it's going to eat and sleep, if it absolutely has to sleep inside the house.  I don't know if that's even far enough away from me.  At least I won't be able to see any of its bad habits or smell it.

I've been really kind in the circumstances - I've given it my old blue dog chew toy from when I was a puppy; I never did like that thing - totally the wrong colour.

It's even worse than I thought.  I've just found out that it's a male dog.  What was Lord Alfred thinking about.  At least if he'd chosen a female canine we could have had fun talking clothes, makeup, dancing and other fun stuff.  On the other hand  a male dog will be easy, peasy to wrap around my back paw.  I can make him my personal servant.  He'll want to please me so that I'll allow him to stay here. 
I'm going upstairs to my room to work out a list of chores I need doing.